Waxed Old As A Garment

LIFE IS A BUZZSAW
A WHIRRING BLADE 
OF ENTROPY
CRUSHED EGOS
DECAY IN ITS WAKE

SLYLY
I'M OVERCOME BY PRIDE 
LURID, SEETHING 
AND ACHING
ITS HATE ENERVATING 
MY REPENTANCE 

UP TO THRACE
WE WERE PUSHED, TAKEN
LIVING GOD'S JUDGEMENT
SEEING THE ADVANCING IRON
WE HATED HIS COMMAND
AND CHAFED AT HIS LAWS 

IN MUD
I FISHED IN VAIN 
AS A FLOOD LOOMED
BUOYS BOBBED 
IN THE BAY

CLEAN CUTS
SUTURE EASILY 
PATHOGENS FUEL 
A RETURN TO THE GRAVE
IN SEPSIS
THE COLD WORLD 
BURNS HOT

EDEN'S BIOLOGY
COULDN'T FIX MEN 
WE, BY GOD'S FINE 
OWE HEAVEN 
MANY TALENTS 

IN HEALTH, I THIRST
IN AILMENT, HUNGER 
ARE WE TO BE 
CAST OFF FOREVER?
NO! 
FOR A GOD WHO SAVES 
MUST REDEEM US
A DEBT IN US 
IS INVITING A SAVIOR

A DEATH SENTENCE
A LIFE NOVEL 
WICKEDNESS DIES 
THIS REALM TO PASS 
PRESSED BY GLORY 
SO BEAUTY CAN 
CHAFE NO LONGER 

THE FULL COMMANDS 
WILL HEAL OUR INJURED LAND 
AND THE MAN-STRICKEN EONS
GIVEN SAINT'S EXCELLENCE
TO ADJUDICATE GOD'S RIGHTEOUSNESS



Total Letters: 729

Put Letters Into 27x27 Matrix 
Subtext 1: HAVING HEARD EVERYTHING, I HAVE REACHED THIS CONCLUSION: FEAR GOD AND KEEP HIS COMMANDMENTS, BECAUSE THIS IS THE WHOLE DUTY OF MAN. (Ecclesiastes 12:13 NET) 



 


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